The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1887-09-10
WHY need YOU have .aId thI.,u

/ haVesknOWn we cOuld not DE any thlnS
more than friends"
How should | know?" he asked.
quietly.
Because / don't love you-never
shall!'' Ireplied.
well. you will some time, when you
are my wife"
His audacity nearly took away my
breath.
"But tell you | will not be your
wifer' | repeated.
You may change you mind, little
one" he replied, coolly, and then left
| me.
How angry was! As usual, went
/ 10 mother and recounted the whole
story Mother said very little, merely
remarked: "Mr. Cameron is a noble
man, and would make you an excellent
husband. But. Of course, you know
/ your own mind!'
left her rather more out Of humor
| than before.
II she could only scold, or do some
thing but take matters so quietly. |
should like it better. don't take mat
ters quietly myself, and it exasperates
me when other people do
For n week / saw nothing Of Mr..
Cameron. then learned that he had
| gone away.
/ danced and went out driving, but
missed him very much. He was so
different from the society Of young
men with whom | was surrounded. ]
discovered thousand excellencies IN
his mind and character now that he
had gone. did not love him, but was
lonely without him.
One night, six weeks after his de-
parture, his card was handed TO me.
and went down TO find him waiting
for me in the drawing-room.
We'll Marjorie" said he. coming
forward and taking my hand in his.
'have you reconsidercd that No of
yoursP"
What should | say? was tired OF
the world and the life lived in it.
liked Mr. Cameron-respected him. /
had missed him sorely, but did not
love him.
These thoughts flashed through my
mind rs | stood there. At length
drew away my hand and said, "Mr.
Cameron, | respect and like you, but
do not love you. Years ago | was en-
| gagged TO a man whom | thought |
loved. learned that he was deficient
| in all traits Of character that 90 to
make up truo manhood. Since then
| have been able TO clothc any man in
| the robes of my ideal lover. Knowing
this, if you desire, Twill be your wife. "
He stopped and kissed my forehead.
my darling. my dear one"-his
voice trembling a littlc-"I will make
you SO happy will love you so ten
dcrly that surely some time your heart
will answer 10 mine"
And SO we were engaged.
He was a strange man, this Hugh
! Cameron. Few men would care to
win a wife so; and | often thought, rs
the wedding pre- separations went on,
how great his love must be.
We had been married three months.
Every thing that money could buy
was mine; but | wasn't happy. My
husband remembered that l married
without loving him. and this stood be-
tween us.
He seemed to think that expressions
of affection on his part would weary
me, while every day he was growing
| dcarcr to me.
1t was not possible to see day after
day what an unscltish. noble character
he was, and not love him; but he was
strangely proud, and waited for my
love, not annoying me meantime with
! demonstrations of his own.
There came day at last when l
| knew | loved him even as he loved me
I was sitting ut the piano playing
some dreamy old melody. The door
was suddenly thrown open and my
| French maid. Marie, stood before me
wringing her hands and sobbing: "Oh,
| madamel Monsieur Cameron-he is
killed! he is dcadH'
The room seemed to whrl around
me. but | commanded myself.
"Iush your crying, Marie! What do
you mean? Will YOU tell me what you
s-w?' said, stcrnly, grasping her
arm with n force that frightened her.
"Thc new mansion at the corner! A
stonc-it fell on monsieur rs he was
! passing!
Her voice sounded far away, the
room grew very dark voice rang in
my ears: "lIc is killed. he is dead!' -
! aud became unconscious.
"Why, little wife, open your eyes
am not hurt"
The wcll-known voice, and the pow
crful ammonia, which hate. brought
me to my senses again. was lying
on the sofa, Hugh was holdin. my
head, while Marie applied the am
monia. sat up. "What does all this
mcan?' | asked.
"Olly this my husband answered.
81 was passing the new building ut the
corner, when a marble window-sill fell
| should have been killed, but, by n
strange circumstance. at that moment
tripped on loose brick and fell.
The sill missed me by hands breadth.
Marie supposed, when | fell, that was
killed, and docking severely at herr.
without waiting To ascertain, rushed
OF and frightened YOU into faintinG
| fit"